Hearing it was not the big cat, everyone instinctively sighed with relief. This adorably dumb big cat, if it were an evil god that even the Lord of Mourning wanted to follow, its deceit would be too deep. It absolutely needed to be caught, stripped of its fur, and interrogated thoroughly.
"Then why do you want to serve an evil god? What's in it for you?" Negriss asked.
"Power!" Balu growled forcefully.
"Eh, you are already undead, what power could it possibly give you?" Negriss asked, puzzled.
Balu emitted an aura of bewilderment, "The power of mourning, it gave me that."
Apart from Ange and a few heartless ones, everyone else instinctively gasped, "The evil god granted you the power of mourning???"
Balu nodded his head.
Everyone struggled to accept this news for a long time, it was simply too horrifying. If the evil god could grant the power of mourning to a skeleton, it was absolutely a being even more terrifying than the Undead King.